Yi Tian and Ning Kuang were fighting in the air above the Netherworld Dynasty's imperial city in Limbo County. The two of them were fighting in the air, and the strong winds they created affected the surrounding cultivators quite a bit.
What surprised Yi Tian was that the secret arts Ning Kuang used before were all from the Allheaven Immortal Palace. However, these two techniques were similar in form but not in spirit. Although they looked similar to Fei Rain Sword Sect's Spirit Brilliance Thousand Transformation Technique, they were both powered by Netherworld Qi. In front of his orthodox cultivation method, the two divine arts were able to determine the winner.
However, the Netherworld Emperor's Netherworld Primordial Flame was extremely powerful, and was able to suppress his Li Flame Divine Ability. Afterwards, Yi Tian changed his cultivation technique and used the Buddhist secret technique 'Corona Golden Sun Body' and 'Eight Heavenly Thunder Sounds'. However, the Netherworld Emperor relied on his geographical advantage to gather the Netherworld Qi from all around without the slightest scruple.
After absorbing a large amount of netherworld energy, Ning Kuang's strength suddenly rose to the peak of the early Grand Ascension Stage. However, under the effect of Yi Tian's Eight Heavenly Thunder Sounds, his spirit pressure only rose to that level before slowly falling back down in less than three breaths.
Seeing this, Ning Kuang naturally realized where the problem was. The Eight Heavenly Thunder Sounds were indeed powerful. It seemed to casually sweep past his body and swept away half of the netherworld energy. But if this situation continued, it would be very impressive. Under the constant sweep of the golden light, his spiritual power was like a deflated balloon, constantly weakening.
Seeing this, Ning Kuang's face turned ashen and his eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. After a short while, he took out a tattered one foot long banner and held it in his hand. The banner was black and red in color. The base of the banner was made of black cloth and the red color was the bloodstains left on it.
Yi Tian didn't know why Ning Kuang didn't remove the bloodstains, but it was clear that this item should be an ancient treasure. From the aura it emitted, he could clearly feel that the power of this banner was not weak.
A short while later, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of True Blood. The True Blood condensed into a fist-sized blood bead in the air and absorbed all the surrounding Netherworld Qi. For a time, the spiritual pressure in the air trembled violently, and with that mouthful of true blood as the center, it spun rapidly. At the same time, the surrounding nether energy surged in furiously. It did not take long for a spiralling astral wind to form in the air.
Seeing such a ferocious expression, a smile appeared on his face as he stretched out his hand and unfurled the silk banner. After a series of rustling sounds, the silk banner that was originally one foot long grew to over nine feet long. The flagpole was about ten feet long. Even if Akatsuki was tall and ferocious, he still had to hold the flag with both hands to wave it.
Earlier, Yi Tian was unable to see the pattern in the center of the banner because he had put it away. Now, he saw the pattern of a flood dragon in the center of the banner. Upon closer inspection, Yi Tian's expression changed slightly. This flood dragon had a pair of wings on its back, and its body was grayish-red in color. On the right side of the banner, there were three fist-sized holes of various sizes.
Needless to say, these should be the traces of damage on the banner. There were several bloody marks left on the pattern of the banner. After Akatsuki injected the spirit power in his hand, the eyes of the flood dragon suddenly lit up as if it had been activated. Then, its body trembled slightly and unexpectedly came to life.
The flood dragon swam back and forth on the banner. After ten breaths of time, it turned its head and stared directly in the direction of the blood bead in the distance. The next moment, the flood dragon opened its mouth and sucked the True Blood Bead that Akatsuki had sacrificed, mixed with a large amount of Netherworld Qi, directly into its mouth.
After swallowing it, the flood dragon's expression suddenly became incomparably powerful, as if it would rush out and devour people at any time.
At this time, Akatsuki turned his head with a smile and said, "You can be regarded as a direct disciple of the Luo Tian Immortal Palace. Now, in the face of the Immortal Palace's secret treasure 'Fire Dragon Flag', I wonder if you can resist it?"
"What? It's the sect's secret treasure 'Fire Dragon Flag'? But shouldn't there be an eight-clawed fire dragon on it? How can it be so weak?" Yi Tian asked with a dignified expression.
"It seems that you also have some knowledge. No wonder you can become the master of a sect," Akatsuki sneered, "This is a treasure I took out from the fragment of the Immortal World. Unfortunately, when I found it, it was already damaged. The eight-clawed fire dragon's True Soul on it has also been nourished by spirit power for a long time. Otherwise, I wouldn't need to use the blood sacrifice method to activate it."
Yi Tian shook his head and said, "Akatsuki, you're really an outer disciple of the Immortal Palace. You have such a treasure in your hand, but you didn't use it well. This eight-clawed fire dragon was originally a famous immortal beast in the Immortal World. Unfortunately, under the infusion of your Nether Primordial Fire, its attribute is conflicting with its own. No matter how much spirit power you inject into it, you can only use 30% of its true strength. "
"Do you think a Grand Ascension stage cultivator like you is worthy of receiving the true power of the 'Fire Dragon Flag'?" Akatsuki said with disdain, "Today, I will destroy your body and soul with this sect's treasure."
After saying that, Akatsuki waved the 'Fire Dragon Flag' with both hands and pointed it at Yi Tian's position. Suddenly, a large amount of blood qi emitted from the flag. The red blood energy surged over, covering the sky with a layer of blood-red mist.
Yi Tian found that the 'Eight Heavenly Thunder Sounds' he used spread disorderly in the blood qi, but there was no way to completely purify it. Although the golden light scattered the blood qi, in less than three breaths of time, more blood qi replaced it. Currently, the 'Eight Heavenly Thunder Sounds' could only spread to a radius of three cubic meters around him at most, and this range was constantly shrinking.
Facing this situation, Yi Tian snorted coldly and quickly chanted an incantation. Four arms stretched out from under his ribs, and two heads popped out from behind his neck. After revealing the Asura Body, Yi Tian's spirit pressure fluctuated and instantly dispersed the blood qi within three kilometers around him.
He took out a string of Buddhist beads and the 'Taiyuan Wood Sword' and placed them on both sides of his hands. At the same time, the two main hands in front of him joined together to form the seal of purification. A white spirit light appeared behind him, and it grew brighter and brighter until the white shadow wrapped around his body. Yi Tian opened his six eyes and locked on Ning Kuang in front of him. He opened his three mouths and said at the same time, "You are also one of the few people who can force me to reveal my true body. I think I haven't been so serious in a long time."
"The Asura Race's divine ability, I didn't expect you to hide it so well." Ning Kuang had lived for tens of thousands of years, so he naturally realized the horror of Yi Tian's cultivation method. But what he didn't expect was that Yi Tian could perfectly fuse the Buddhist cultivation method with the Asura Body.
Not only that, from the beginning to the end, Yi Tian had only revealed the Allheaven Immortal Palace's sword technique. As for the Lihuo Palace's' Lihuo Nine Changes' and the Taiqing Pavilion's' Space Backtrack ', he hadn't used them yet.
Speaking of which, Yi Tian still had a trump card that he hadn't used yet. Although Ning Kuang also had a trump card, it would cost a lot to use it, so he was quite afraid.
On the other hand, Yi Tian didn't panic at all, and he was ready to use his spirit tool. But a pair of wise eyes stared at the Netherworld Great Emperor in front of him, and Ning Kuang was sizing him up from time to time. In fact, this attack was also the true manifestation of his strength after entering the dacheng stage. When he fought with Wu Jue before, he didn't reveal his Asura Body.
In addition, the situation in the Immortal Realm fragment and the Nether Realm was naturally very different. Previously, in the Immortal Realm fragment, there was immortal essence everywhere, and he could use it without restraint, but in the Nether Realm, there was Nether Qi. The attribute of this spirit power conflicted with his cultivation method, and as Ning Kuang said, he had the advantage of location, but it was an extremely unfavorable situation for him.
Fortunately, Yan Wenjing had left behind quite a lot of information in the jade slip he had received from Yan Wenjing. Most of it was about how to deal with Savage. Moreover, Yan Wenjing knew that he didn't have much time left, and he must know that he couldn't escape from Ning Kuang's claws at the last moment, and the probability of his soul being swallowed back was as high as 90%.
But even so, he didn't hesitate to defend the Yellow Springs Guard's headquarters. Yi Tian smelled something strange from the jade slip. Yan Wenjing definitely wouldn't sit still and wait for death, he had set up a countermeasure in the soul restriction. Even if Ning Kuang knew about this countermeasure, he would still have to swallow it alive, otherwise he wouldn't be able to take back his soul. It was just that the current situation lacked a guiding factor, so it didn't work.
Thinking of this, Yi Tian's expression didn't change, and he calmed his mind, once again dissecting the Taiyuan Wood Sword into sword threads. The azure sword threads formed a protective net around him. He gently raised the Buddhist beads in his hand, and with one hand, he controlled them to grow bigger and bigger in the air, forming a second defensive net around him.
Seeing this from afar, Ning Kuang naturally saw this. This defensive net seemed to have borrowed the power of the Buddhist light, which was the nemesis of the Nether Realm. But Ning Kuang was also someone who didn't admit defeat. Although his spiritual power was restrained, he had the advantage of location, so how could he give up so easily?
He waved the Fire Dragon Flag in his hand, and after pouring a large amount of spiritual power into it, the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon Flag suddenly moved. Then its entire body swam back and forth on the Fire Dragon Flag, as if it was going to rush out and kill someone at any time.
However, when Yi Tian, who was in the distance, saw the movement on the Fire Dragon Flag, he could not help but be stunned. Although the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, its two legs were slightly twisted, as if it was unwilling to be controlled by someone.
Without giving himself time to think, Ning Kuang ordered, "Go." The 'Eight Clawed Fire Centipede' on the flag flew out and turned into a thirty foot long Fire Centipede. It raised its head and let out a sorrowful and hoarse cry.
Then, after circling in the air, it opened its eight sharp claws and pounced towards Yi Tian's location.
Its body was surrounded by gray Nether Primordial Fire, causing the surrounding space to distort. Its body spiraled down, and the area within a thousand feet became the domain of the Nether Primordial Fire.
Yi Tian only felt an indescribable sense of impetuousness rise up around him, and then a large amount of gray Nether Primordial Fire came from all directions, surrounding him, making it impossible for him to escape.
With a thought, his six arms formed hand seals in pairs, and his three mouths chanted incantations at the same time. The Buddhist beads around him spun rapidly, turning into a golden light that protected him within a hundred feet.
'Puchi! Puchi!' Loud noises could be heard as the Eight-Clawed Fire Centipede descended with the Netherworld Primordial Flame. The eight sharp claws of the Eight-Clawed Fire Centipede surrounded the Golden Light Shield and fiercely clashed with it.
Bang! Bang! Bang! When the eight claws came into contact, they did not break through the shield as easily as expected. On the contrary, when the dragon claws hit the shield, they were bounced back by the high-speed spinning golden light. When they finally broke through the shield, they were quickly purified by the golden Buddhist light.
After a dragon roar sounded again, the Eight-Clawed Fire Centipede's body changed again and suddenly grew to more than twice its original size. The eight dragon claws waved with all its might and directly grabbed the golden light ball in the middle. The surrounding Netherworld Primordial Fire rushed forward and completely drowned Yi Tian's defense in a gray sea of fire.
"I didn't expect you to be so weak," Ning Kuang said disdainfully, holding the Fire Dragon Flag in the distance. But before he could finish speaking, the space that was originally surrounded by the 'Eight Clawed Fire Centipedes' suddenly exploded from within.
After three breaths, several white halos pierced through the gray Nether Primordial Fire and came out. Not only that, the white halos purified the Nether Primordial Fire wherever they went. Although the halos were not many, they shattered the encirclement of the Nether Primordial Fire in just a few breaths.
With a whoosh, a white figure forced its way out of the encirclement of the Nether Primordial Fire and flew out of the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon Flag's attack range. The white light turned into the appearance of a World Cleansing Magnificent Lotus. After the lotus petals fell, Yi Tian's true body was revealed.
Turning his head to size up the Eight-clawed Fire Hornless Dragon, it was being eroded by the Nether Primordial Fire, and it was being controlled by the Fire Hornless Flag, unable to resist the will of the controller.
Seeing this, Yi Tian's six arms formed a lotus seal, and the corona on his back shone with a dazzling red light. This sudden beam of red light dazzled high up in the sky of the Nether Realm, making the gray Nether power in the surroundings sizzle.
The Nether Realm cultivators below were naturally affected as well. The red sunlight mixed with the white light of the World Cleansing Lotus purified all of the Nether Realm energy on their bodies.
Even the Body Integration cultivators like Yan Qiu and Wangang retreated. Although this was the first time they had seen such a technique, the Nether Primordial Fire Dragon Flag was still fresh in their minds.
Since the sunlight of the World-Cleansing Lotus was the nemesis of the Nether Primordial Fire, it would affect everyone.
Several bowl-sized white World Cleansing Lotus appeared in the air and flew towards the Netherworld Emperor's ferocious body. Seeing this, Ning Kuang hurriedly released the Nether Primordial Fire around his body, wanting to block the attack. However, the moment the Nether Primordial Fire came into contact with the World-Cleansing Lotus, it could only sustain the opponent's attack and quickly retreat.
When Ning Kuang turned around to look at Yi Tian's position, he suddenly discovered that the figure had already disappeared without a trace. At the same time, a strong wind blew from the side of the sky, and a golden fist enlarged infinitely in his eyes, striking towards his face.
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